Children of Starlight, part 3 episode 21 of “The Starlight Trilogy” by Thea Washington
The character “the Rock Star” is based on Adam Lambert.
The videos in Part 3 feature Adam Lambert, Queen, Depeche Mode and Savage Garden.
Chapter 41 – STARLIGHT’S LESSONS
It seemed to take forever for the District Attorney to decide what to do about Lover’s case. He’d been allowed to go home but the children weren’t, not yet. After interviewing Twin, Auntie and Uncle where Lover had to live as a child, and pulling the old files about Snake’s (life and) death from D.C. (which really did seem to take forever), she decided that Snake had been killed by a ten-year-old child trying to defend himself against a known sexually-violent perpetrator and child abuser.
It was determined to be self-defense. The length of time that the crime had been covered up, however, was a factor in the case although the memory loss resulting from trauma was taken into consideration. Accordingly, because of his spotless record, Lover was substantially fined and placed on probation for five years.
Because of his therapy, anger-management course, the lack of charges against him and heartfelt remorse, Angel’s case was dropped entirely.
The Guitarist and his family had taken in the kids the same day they’d been removed from their real home. As promised, Angel and/or Lover went to see them every day. Video calling came in handy, too, sometimes just going from one house to another for playtime. Lover suspected that reassurance was a part of it, too.
Angel canceled almost all of his international appearances and most of his domestic ones. He remembered where he’d been when Starlight died. This was different but he was never again going to be away from the people he loved when they needed him most.
Just before one concert, Lover videoed to tell him that Son had gone missing from the Guitarist’s house for about 3 hours. He was found in the hills a few miles from there, bruised and bloody, in his running clothes. A couple of thugs had jumped him, taken his wallet and phone and shoes, kicked and beaten him up when they’d realized who he was. They’d taunted him not only about his gay parents but also that one of them was a murderer.
It had been horrible. Son was back home after being in the hospital, his wounds and bruises bandaged and taken care of. Lover was a mess, thinking he’d failed to keep Son safe and that now both children would be taken away for good. Daughter, of course, took on Papa’s aura and was scared that her big brother would leave her there by herself. She insisted on talking to Daddy just to make sure he was coming home, that he’d take care of them and make everything alright. Son was just mad about the whole thing and grumbled through his brief converation with Dad.
“I’m so sorry,” Lover kept repeating, as if he were responsible for everything from the beginning. “It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been up on that roof …”
“Shh, shh, baby. None of this is your fault, you know that.”
“And now I’ve just made it worse. I know you’re getting ready to go on stage but I didn’t want you to hear about it from anybody else.”
“I’m glad you called. It was the right thing to do. With you there and Son home and Daughter quieted down, I know you’re all alright. I’d never have known that for sure if you hadn’t called.”
“I’m not so sure I’m alright, Angel. The house is so quiet. It’s awful.” He paused. “But one thing good happened today.”
“Oh, yeah, baby? What’s that?”
“I found glitter in the family room.”
They both knew what that meant. It was almost over.
The Rock Star could hear the opening act as it rocked the house in preparation for his performance. All he could think about, though, were his beautiful, loving husband and their beautiful, loving kids. Looking at himself in the mirror applying his makeup, he made a decision. It was nearly the most important one of his life, something he’d never done before. Slowly he turned and walked down the hallway and up the stairs.
The house was packed and they went crazy when they saw him come on stage. They assumed he was there to perform with the opening act who, though confused, would be so honored if he did. But instead he gestured for the act to stop. With his head bowed, he stepped to the microphone.
“Um.” He took a deep breath and shook his head.
“I know you all came here tonight to have a great time and see a great show. And believe me, that’s why I’m here, for your entertainment. And I’ve come out here to personally thank you for coming.”
The crowd went wild at this unexpected direct communication from the Rock Star, so loved by fans around the world. What came next was unprecedented.
The Rock Star let them go on for a while, until they noticed that he wasn’t smiling and, when he looked up, he had tears in his eyes. Again he approached the microphone, the heartache on his angelface.
“What I came out here to tell you is that I can’t perform for you tonight.” There were a few boos but his other fans quickly shushed them.
“I know you’ve all heard about what’s been happening to my family over the past few weeks. Things have worked out for my husband and me. But our kids have suffered, really …” He choked and sensed out to the Universe for Starlight before he could go on. If she could just send him a sign …
“Our kids, our Son and Daughter,” he said, slowly, “have been put through things no child should ever have to go through. And I am so sorry to leave you now, but my family needs me.” The Rock Star stood there for a moment, letting his soul say the words.
“If there’s anything I’ve learned about love in my life, it’s that when the people you love need you, you go there. You don’t let them go through things alone, you don’t run away and you don’t let anyone or anything come between you and the people you love and who love you.”
“So I have to go home and I have to go right now,” he said, the tears running down his face. “I hope you understand. All of your tickets will either be refunded or good for another concert I’ll do here.” He choked again as he thought of the children and Lover.
“Whatever you want. I will make this up to you. I promise.”
The audience could hardly hear him as he choked and whispered into the microphone. For a moment there was absolute silence. Angel nodded and turned to walk off the stage and back to his dressing room to pack for home. As he turned away, he heard one person clapping. And then there were a few more. And then a few more.
It built, wave upon wave, until it sounded like the entire audience. When he turned back around, it was the entire audience, on their feet, applauding and cheering their beloved Rock Star and his lessons of love. Slowly the applause died down as, again, the crowd was silent while thousands of cell phones lit up across the darkened concert hall.
They looked like starlight.